Competitions

It’s been a while. Sorry. Much has happened. Most troubling of which has been my failure to progress any further in the British Short Screenplay Competition. Thought I had a wee winner on my hands, there, too. But do you know what I’ve just done? I need to confess. I’ve crossed the line into sheer, Mad Old Bat-dom by emailing the organisers asking them whether perhaps there has been some mistake…

I know, I know. I feel like a cross between David Brent and that guy who couldn’t accept that he got four thumbs-downs on the X-Factor and told Simon Cowell he’d regret that decision till his dying day then swore and cussed all the way out the building.

 Oh, I tried to sound all friendly and agreeable and un-stalkerly but the deed is done. Wonder if they’ve stopped laughing at Competition HQ yet?